I should have known that something was wrong with Kenny McCormick since the beginning of our friendship-scratch that-as soon as I met the guy I should have known. When he walked up to me with the knife pointed in my direction, his blue eyes locked on mine with hatred and love. Then again, could you actually call his eyes blue? I should have known, but me being me, I didn't. I was too lost in my own thoughts and wants, wishes and needs, to think about what was going on with Kenny. Right now I bet you're wondering "oh Stan, what's wrong with him?" Well, let me tell you, I still don't know. Honestly, I don't think I'll ever find out. But if you're ready for the truth of who he really is, what he was, this, this is my story.
Are you ready?
Prologue part 1-
For every part of me, your words echo in my mind.
General POV
"Come to me Kenny, come, come," The words of a man echoed in his ears, calling for his sweet and better surrender. A blonde boy stood afraid and alone under the night sky that covered of the dark words he walked in. Stars illuminated the black sky, giving him his only light and his only savior. The moon was full, but never so bright. It was just a dull gray circle hanging in a calming sky.
Kenny looked around, his blue eyes searching for whoever said this. He was looking, but never finding. After moments of searching he realized he was alone, no one was there to save him from the voices that surrounded him. Although, the voices were just an echo in the teen's head, echoes that seemed to go on until there was nothing else but himself to answer its call.
"Hello?" He called to the wind, to the trees, and the world; but yet, he wasn't granted a response. Just the brisling of the pine trees that surrounded him. Desperate, he set out into the woods to find the caller of the vice. Could this lead him to the answers he has strived for so many years?
The sound of snow crunching beneath his feet was the only comfort that Kenny would have, the only thing he could have. Minutes would pass that Kenny walked under the green shelter of the trees before the echo would once again play in his head. "Come to me Kenny, give me your life, let me help you. Work out your frustrations and never again will you have to deal with this. You've known this has been your fate, and their fate. Come, come." It called.
Kenny started to shake, his throat was hurting and what was it that he has known? His fate? All he had ever known was to take care of Karen, to protect her and mother city. He would hide his identity with nothing more than an idiotic perverted cover up. All he has ever known; all he ever would know, could it all be a lie?
He closed his eyes and sealed the light, making it all darker than the blackness he knew, more alone did he feel. Standing still Kenny whispered, "I don't know what the hell you're talking about." His voice was rasp, and cracked when he talked. Kenny's body began to shake and he leaned against a rough tree to support himself against all else. The boy felt dizzy, his head was spinning, and his breathing was coming out in short intakes.
The echo replied quicker than last time, its voice growing firm and louder, booming in Kenny's head with every word like a fake growing in his mind. "Come to me Kenny, you do know. Maybe you don't remember, let me show you. Come, come," It said and Kenny obeyed his command.
A blinding light appeared before Kenny along with the wind, and stronger than anything he has ever known. His eyes were forced open, and his legs moved without him thinking. Closer, closer he was drawn to the light that stood so far away. Until finally the light consumed him, his hand reached out to it, waiting to see what rested inside.
The last thing Kenny felt was small stings and a buzzing noise. The buzz got louder as the white light turned unto a faint gray.
The last thing Kenny felt was small stings and a loud buzzing noise. The buzz gradually became louder as the white light turned into a faint gray. It blurred together and the noise overwhelmed his senses.
Like static.
A/N: Hey! I really hope you liked this, it's just part one to the prologue because I wanted to see if people thought I should go on and I thought it would be better with a cliff hanger. By the way you guys this is my first slash fic. Just asgadgadgag, aren't you proud?
Until next time~
Bree.
